Posts by Alison Leslie Gold:

This photo sent by a friend wandering through a Munich bookshop just the other day, my book about young friendship between Anne Frank and Hannah Goslar – Memories of Anne Frank, Reflections of a Childhood Friend. It’s mixed in with a general sample of works on that dark time long ago that seems to still(…)

Ira’s father, Eli, is an old surrealist painter. The mother, Vera, an accountant. Their home, a Mediterranean-style landscape… Is it Israel? Greece? Southern California? The reader can’t be sure. Issues of multinationalism rear up as well. Ira returns home after a long absence to offer assistance to these two decrepit people. Because he’s experienced by(…)

My post-diasporic Everyman has been renamed Ira for the purposes of this pending publication of Not Not a Jew. He has not undergone any specific moment of revelation or trauma. Inadvertently, he begins to confront his own lack of specific belonging through an encounter with his aging parents who are unsettled survivors of the displacements(…)

The known seeds of my own story were sown more than a hundred years ago in Old Russia. Then, verst by verst, from four different directions (see photos below: paternal great grandfather, paternal great grandmother) these seeds blew from east to west. A verst is a Russian measure of distance – Russian Verstá. Slavic “virsta” – literally, to turn, to bend. Verst by(…)

You’d think the subject of Jewishness would fade from the conversation, but it’s doesn’t seem to. There are only between 13 and 14 million Jews in the entire world right now, less than 0.2 % of the population of human beings on the earth. There are more Dutch people, about 19.000.000, more people from Burkina(…)

htps://www.indom/projects/hanneli-and-anne-their-true-story/x/10470715 Out of the blue, filmmaker SALLY MEYER contacted me asking for access to HANNAH GOSLAR, Anne Frank’s best friend in childhood. After consulting with Hannah, age 86, living in Jerusalem, whose story I made into the book Memories of Anne Frank, Reflections of a Childhood Friend (Scholastic Press, TMI Publication) I connected them.(…)

Focusing on fiction and non-fiction books that feature art and artists as central story elements, each of these programs includes a presentation by Executive Director Nannette Maciejunes, followed by refreshments and casual group discussion. The Art Book Club is presented on Thursday evenings and Sunday afternoons, four times annually. Admission is free for Museum members,(…)

Click here for Indigogo project: Hanneli and Anne – Their true story A story close to my heart! A fine filmmaker in Salt Lake City, Sally Meyer, is raising money in order to make a short film about friendship, and how it transcends time and even death. The subjects are Hannah Goslar and Anne Frank, best(…)

This clipping was just sent to me. It’s part of a talk I gave at a community college in Maryland not very long ago. One glaring correction: Anne Frank was born in 1929, not 1919, as I state in the talk. Shame on me! Perhaps some of the impenetrable expressions on the faces in the audience rattled(…)

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tucking up their sleeves for hours twenty miles of view cheerful trim among the trees that and nothing else ‘in a gush’ suggestion of rain scarlet calico where no one loves him ‘I don’t die, I don’t fall in love’ roared like a millionaire one more wench new clean words bridle Harriet’s tongue(…)

eighty-nine shirts his strong sons rows of green mountains burnt carrot powder many times folded ‘it is possible to make the world new’ those short legs cleaned of young turnips even the woodcutter such idiocies in his roomy elbow-chair pale as clay coffee, bread and butter it’s prune oven a day in a thousand convoy(…)

confidence of those roads sad attics a smile from her could be unwelcome would be dust back from Bingo Rembrandt alone never telling Noel played the tin whistle all grace notes half-forgotten now blocking the way green knit cap almost malicious blotting pad and a pen less than no money almost defiant ‘I’ll go(…)

her own brother the best Catholic families bed-life a bosom without nipples which funeral to go to a classmate at Yale nothing in return someone from home eyes only for David L. Jenkins more than friendship sister Amy married a classmate between her shoulders without her nightgown lace, satin second floor landing helpless persons(…)

too busy to leave out of hubbub cheerful little cries quivering voice an egg for Irma any taste at all half attractive, half repellent turn by the church the Protestant parts hallow lagoons son of a dentist among olives hazy green of olives curiosity and kindness thick and damp no ignoramus courtesy itself flounced out(…)

the long voyage dangling greasy rags brackish freckles with satisfied spite male and female twins equally slapped about the beggar woman had pinched her bare feet spanking dueling scars replaced by villas paved path two women live in the ruin also turning gray like a hiker avoiding it refused to take head of not(…)